Road not taken.

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

This might be the toughest one. 

May Allah shows me the right path. Aminn. 

Grill

"Sesuatu yang terjadi tentu ada hikmah daripadaNya"

In life, I've always asked myself, why this thing happens to me? Why it has to happen now? and the list of the whys goes on...especially on the bad things. It was a human nature to ask/blame/regret first before reflect yourself and look at it from the positive side.. No matter how optimistic you are, if something bad happened, the first thing in mind would be the why, then you will slowly realize that there must be a reason why it happens. But sometimes things just don't making any sense for...ever.

When I'm feeling down, I always replay this story again and again. It happened about 10 years ago. But the lesson learned is a lifetime guarantee. It is still fresh in mind.

During  that time, we lived in a corner lot terrace house. Just the normal terrace house, with a garage which fit only for one car. One day, my dad wanted to reverse our car out from the garage, but he mistakenly put the gear on D, pressed the gas pedal and banggg! it hit the sliding door grill. Car was okay but the grill was badly damaged. Luckily, the gap between the sliding door and the grill was quite big so it didn't broke the glass. It happened jussttt a few days before Eid. We didn't blame ayah. But you know as a human, deep inside we just can't run from the whys.

(source: Google)

The metal grill was bend, but the lock was still functioning. It was just that, it needed some technical skills to open the grill, which only we knew! haha. we had to lift it up a bit, turn the key, push the grill hard  then slide. Only mama had the capability! :P I knew the secret but at my age, it was a very complicated task, so let's save that disable grill for mama. Because it was nearly raya, so we planned to repair it after came back from kampung.

On the 2nd day of raya, while we're at kampung, ayah got a phone call from one of our neighbours. They suspected that our house was robbed a night before. Because they saw our pagar dawai hijau was cut. You know corner lot house, selalu keliling ade dawai hijau tuu. We rushed home. While in the car, we prayed hard, hoping that nothing happened to our house. Dah la raya guna duit banyak, grill pulak cacat, kereta calar2, and now a robbery? When we arrived, we checked the house in and out, in and out, but found nothing was missing. and there's no hint that the robbery was succeeded. Then we found a few marks on the front grill, police suspected that the robbers were trying to open the grill with their metal tools but failed. Maybe normally their skills worked, but this time, sorry, only we know how! hehehe

(source: Google)

After sometime, one of the policeman saw another dawai hijau at the back was cut, between our house and the neighbour house. Apparently, the robbers changed their mind because they couldn't get through our magic grill, or maybe because our grill costed them more time and effort, so they moved to our neighbour house. They lost a lot of valuable things including the gold necklace, money, electronic appliances etc. Poor them :(

It was not that I am happy with it, but we would never know if the robbers managed to get into our house as well, they could kill two birds with one stone. That incident hit me hard to accept that Allah jadikan sesuatu mesti ada hikmahnya. If only Ayah didn't hit the grill, we might had lost more than the cost of repairing the grill itself. At some point in life, things will be making more sense.

And after all, Allah is always the best planner.

Terry Fox Run 2012

"No effort is too small to be recognized. One small step is a beginning of all hopes" 

- Poh Lin Lim (Terry Fox Run Malaysia, 2012)

We made it to the Run!!! Yeayyy! I've always wanted to join this type of events. Finally got the chance. We signed up to be a volunteer for Standard Chartered Marathon a few months back, but guess what? Turned out the number of applicants are 10 times more that what they needed. With no experience and all, of course we got rejected.

But this time, we were part of the runnerssss! hehehe. For people like me, It was good to start with charity run like this. No pressure, no competition, you're free to walk or jog or run at your own pace at your own speed. And at least selambat2 mana pon takde la jadi the last person to the finishing line kan kekeke.

I know nothing about Terry Fox until my best friend invited me to join this event. I was so glad. Many thanks to her ;) Then I started google about him, and the more I read the more excited I became to be part of the Terry Fox Runners. I am more interested in sharing about the running day itself than the history of Terry Fox. Please google to know more about this Marathon of Hope.

It was a great experience for me. The runners inspired me a lot. Some of them were cancer survivors and cancer fighters, some of them running for their father, mother, relatives and some of them just got inspired by Terry Fox. I am so touched to see a lot of families participated, they tagged along their kids and ran together,  they carried their child piggyback all the way, some of them even brought infant and walked with stroller with them.

 If other people can do it happily, why not me? I don't even have a child. and as far as I know, I have no physical limitation or any health problem. Bawak badan sendiri dengan lemak2 degil jeeee hihihi. Sambil berjalan sambil berlari sambil bersyukur banyak kali, Alhamdulillah for a good health, Alhamdulillah for the opportunity and the leisure time I had, to contribute the least I can. I was so happy to be part of Terry Fox Run. It felt so good to be surrounded with the fighters and the inspired people like them. A good start and I would definitely join again next year.

Ya Allah, Kau kurniakanlah aku kesihatan yang baik dan kelapangan masa for more charity events like this. Amin.

9gag

I dont usually share this type of post. But this timee, irresistible. I found it soo funny. it made my day and I hope it'll make your day as well! Enjoy. hehe.

CHINESE MAN SUES WIFE FOR BEING UGLY, AND WINS This is not new news, but it bears repeating. Northern Chinese resident Jian Feng divorced and sued his wife for $120,000 and won! The story goes that Mr. Feng was deeply in love with his beautiful wife until they had a baby girl. Feng was horrified at how ugly the baby was and demanded to know who his wife had cheated on him with because the baby resembled neither of the parents. It was only then that his wife confessed that she had received intense plastic surgery to look radically different. Feng divorced and sued his wife under the terms that she had gotten him to marry her under false pretenses! Not only did the woman pay $100,000 for the surgery to make her pretty, she had to pay $120,000 to a guy who apparently only loved her for the looks she paid for.

Wife dia lawaaa gila kan? hahaha but their children's eyes? Plastic Surgery- you can't hide it forever

p/s: Now i wonder, if braces is one type of surgery... Oh well I hope my future husband (whoever it is) knows that I'm wearing a braces! And don't put the blame on me if our children's teeth...... ...kahkahkah

Rain

KL is raining almost everyday. I'm really bad at Geography, but as far as I know the Northeast monsoon brings heavy rainfall only to the east side. And KL is err more to Eastern side I supposed? Tapi bukankah hujan itu rahmat Allah? Alhamdulillah.

Believe it or not, I finally hit the track back, after God knows for how long, since graduated kott? Fuh. Running shoes pon dah expired. I tried to be consistent, but who are we to change the weather? On the third week, I planned to go to the park on Saturday, woke up early in the morning, just like the normal working days, basuh muka gosok gigi, (I don't usually take bath before jogging hihi), getting ready... and..It was suddenly raining.heavily. it seemed that the rain was not gonna stop for a while. lebat sangat.I was so frustrated. As if the rain is the reason I couldn't be consistent, the rain spoiled my perfect plan, the rain ruined my mood and blablabla. Bad mood. Waiting for the rain to stop, getting all stress out when the rain was getting heavier, countdown,countdown and countdown.. in the end what I got was just a wasted Saturday morning. *sigh*

On the next morning, it was also raining. But this time, i was not gonna wait like an idiot anymore. I don't have the power to stop the rain, but I have 100% control of myself. I can change the way I think, I have full control over my emotion, I have the chance to upgrade my plan to a better one. On a simpler note, there are a thousand things I could do other than stopping the rain.

So I sat at the balcony, I can still see KLCC from far, but not as clear as usual.. I read a book while having a cup of warm tea. Felt so good. and relax. about half an hour passed, hujan tak stop lagi, tibe2, rase nak mandi hujan. Yes, sangat tibe-tibe yang mengejutkan. Every drop of the rain that fall urged me to come closer. So tempting. Not like usual, without any thinking, not even changing my cloth, I just walked out to the end side of balcony, extending my neck as giraffe as I can, looking at the rain that fall, trying to catch as much drops as I could and..... I got really wet in no time. Ahhh...It was sooo refreshing. felt like ages since I last dancing in the rain. Time kecik2 dulu suka la, sekarang ujan sikit menggelupur carik payung, puteri air sangat haih. End up, my younger sister and two cousins joined me as well. We were singing, shouting, like nobody's business. I hope we didn't bother the neighbour since the rainfall melody sounded more comforting than anything else.

The next few days, in the evening, my car broke down when it was nearly maghrib. Me and mama had no option. we had to walk home about 20mins. maghrib and hujan, so obviously taxi was impossible.  Instead of being stressed, we were happy to walk. Luckily, we had an umbrella in the car. But after a few mins of walking, Mama said "tak payah la payung angah, tutup je. alang2 dah basah jom kite mandi ujan. mama pon dah lama tak main hujan." I closed the payung. and we walked home with joy. you know that feeling? You have no idea how much I enjoyed that moment ;) hehe.

Now, rain can never bring me down again. God gives me rain, I could throw the umbrella and dance happily. you should try this :P

"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass but learning to dance in the rain" literally...

This is not rain.  but I just miss those moments :( 

 Sometimes we tend to focus more on the uncontrollable, without realizing we take for granted things we have full power on.